Wes’s review published on Letterboxd:
The hardest thing in the world would have to be trying to find the words to describe how it feels to watch this movie. Blade Runner holds the distinct honor of being the one movie where the production company credits make me tear up, because I know of the journey I'm about to take. Every time when those first few notes of The Ladd Company's theme and logo hit, it takes my breath away. Then it happens. That first, deafening boom of Vangelis' score that lets you know you're in another world. "LOS ANGELES, NOVEMBER, 2019". The airy, distant note that rises and falls as the credits and opening crawl transpire makes my whole body shake.
The establishing shot that may never be topped, a smoggy and ruined L.A. under the eyes of God as the spinners come and go. A lost, confused city. The score by Vangelis that sets this scene is astounding. Blaring, mourning, but hopeful. Our first introductions to the characters in this movie quickly make it clear to us the story we're about to witness is one drenched in noir. It's amazing dark lighting, beautiful colors, never ending rain. I don't think I need to say anything regarding the cinematography, which is simply some of the best ever. Deckard's first scene sets his character as the classic hardboiled detective. Rachel, Pris, and Zorah are our troublesome dames. Batty as the mysterious, enigmatic antagonist that has more in common with our protagonist that either are willing to admit. It goes without saying, but Ridley Scott's blending of all these elements and genres (sci fi, noir, drama, romance, a pinch of horror) is seamless. BR is tied as my favorite movie of all time, and to me, Ridley's masterwork.
An odyssey in what it means to not be human, but to simply be alive. Memories, feelings, experiences lost in rain for our villains. A journey for our heroes that by the end isn't finished, an uncertain future awaits in a city that's still lost. But they're here, now, alive yet not living but ready to face it. It's not their time to die. Yet.
You've done a mans job, sir.